sirenspull | April 8th, 2012

April 8th, 2012

[The feed turns on to one Rose Lalonde who appears to just be...sitting in her room; it doesn't appear as if anything is out of the ordinary, despite the soft chirping in the background.

Oh how wrong this impression is.]

Is it a customary event for one to discover a multitude of dyed infant birds upon one's roof? Sadly, my lack of memory regarding the various nuances of this place leaves me somewhat ignorant of-

Chirp.

[Oh. That one was definitely from her. Rose's normal composure slips for a minute; one may take in that momentary slip as her face crumples in dismay before it vanishes. Afterwards, she presses her lips firmly together and chooses instead to type the rest of her post.]

As I was saying.

My forcibly-induced amnesia leaves me ignorant in regards to this area's various fauna and the colors within.

Regardless, despite the delightful coloring, my humble abode finds itself gaining far too many mouths to feed. If you find yourself of a particularly sympathetic mindset, feel free to contact this post requesting we relinquish one of our many bundles of joy, per request of yet another feathered friend who

( Colored text under cut )

[At the mention of this feathered friend, she looks up suddenly, as if struck by something. Whatever it was, judging by the way her brow furrows, it doesn't seem to be a particularly pleasant something.]

Davesprite?

Chirp.

Davesprite, where are you? [If one didn't know any better, one would think that was a lining of panic in her voice.] I know you did not saddle the fate of these chicks with me.

Chirp.

[When there's not an instant answer, Rose frowns in visible distress before she quickly shuts the feed off to get up and find him herself.]

(OOC: Joint post with Rose and Davesprite! Guess who unwittingly had a Marshmallow Peep and imprinted on one particular feathery asshole.)

aslandish

[ The sun rises as it always has, the light of day breaking slowly over a distant horizon as the sirens begin to sound. It is not long after that the veil of darkness begins to lift and a Song can be heard, an earthen lilt that speaks of joy and sorrow both, of triumph and affliction.

It rises, it soars, and sweeps the very sky itself with the scope of its magnificence.

It lasts for quite some time, the melody eventually dissolving into the chorus of many waters dashing against the seashore.

He is happy today, but also rather sad. ]

[ooc: Permissions post is here! As always, anyone with the ability to sense who and what he is, feel free to do so! Aslan will be hanging around the beach today so feel free to drop in on him in an action thread!]

thepull_mods

Sunday, April 8th 2012

Weather Cloudy, with some sunny periods in the afternoon High 12°C and a low of 6°C (54deg;F/43°F)

Current Moon Phase: Waning Gibbous

Morning sirens go off at 6:36am, and evening sirens are at 7:52pm.

( Horoscopes )
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[ News Notification Thread]

hejhej

[The video feed comes on in crisp high quality, showing Lisbeth's black and grey clothing marred by splashes of pastel pinks, greens, blues, and purples from head to toe. She's absolutely fuming, her bleached eyebrows a lovely shade of pale peach.]

Who fucking did this?

[She's NOT fucking playing.]

laurice

[Larry is lounging on his couch, his feet propped up on one of the armrests and absently stroking a gray rabbit lying on his chest as he glances at the NV. Hefting the rabbit, he sits up - and now you get a nice view of a fine chain around his neck supporting a round, bright orange crystal within a weave of silver. If you've known Larry long enough, then you'd know that he never, ever wears jewelry.

After he places the rabbit inside a large cage at the foot of the couch, he faces the NV and runs a hand through his hair.]

Hey, guys. I've been meaning to ask you something but stuff kept happening. [Like running into a skunk, for instance.] Anyway, my boss, Raul Creed, asked me to paint a mural that shows the meaning of being a Newcomer and stuff like that. It's gonna be at the conference hall of the Newcomer Community Center, right? Or something like that.

[He scratches the back of his head.]

But, see, capturing the essence of being a Newcomer is something big. I mean, I've been here for nearly a year and a half and I've seen a lot of crazy things...but using what I know about being a Newcomer just isn't enough. Maybe you guys have seen the same things I've seen, but some of you haven't. And I'm sure we've all got different ideas about the whole Newcomer gig.

So my question is...what does being a Newcomer mean to you? I'm gonna gather up everyone's answers and show them all in my mural. If you wanna send me a private message instead, that's cool.

[Larry gives a thumbs-up and grins. A black cat with a purple collar suddenly leaps onto one of the armrests, gazing intently at the rabbit. Larry wags a finger at her and narrows his eyes in warning.]

Down, girl. Storm's family now, remember? Or maybe Scramble, since I got him while scrambling around for eggs...nah, Storm's a good name, I think...

[The feed ends with Larry muttering names to himself...for most people, anyway.]

[Private to Phoenix Wright and Miles Edgeworth - easily hackable]

Now that snow or skunks can't call our plans off, how does this Wednesday sound? Lunch is on me. Besides, I think there's something you guys should know.

vash

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[Yeah, that didn't come out right. The feed swiftly turns to video and there's a nervous looking face of a blonde spiky haired guy.]

Sorry about that. This keypad is a lil too small for my fingers! [There's a small click as he pushes the keypad back in place, laughing nervously]

I've never seen anything like this before, it's kinda like Lost Technology. [He scratches the back of his head, staring at the device curiously then suddenly puts on a serious face and lets out an exaggerated clearing of the throat.]

ANYWAY! What I was trying to type was: Hello citizens of Siren's Port! My name is Paul Duchante. I hail from a far away place called Ciel!

[Cue melodramatic, wistful sigh as he looks up to the sky] Such a beautiful place... [He then coughs and the serious expression returns in full force; so suddenly it would knock you off your chair.]

It's nice to meet you all! Though I realize this isn't the most pleasant of situations to be in. [He lets out a dejected sigh, he never could catch a break back home either.] Nevertheless, I thought it only polite that I introduce myself and offer my assistance in any way I can!

[His face is too serious now, and was he... sparkling? He couldn't be... ]

Especially if you happen to be a beautiful lady~!

[Nope, he was definitely sparkling.]